Remembering Kristallnacht

Is it love
in the marshes
for the sun is down
and t'is cold
to be locked in a dungeon
with metal bars
and empty stars

Is it love to be across the oceans
surrounded by cold currents and
the sharks of teeth,
in this great underneath
deep dark deep dark
tinkle tinkle
not a twinkle

Is it love
if liberty is in chains
and the veins of men
are blue
for the women too.

Slaves enter this courthouse
one by one
upon which judgement
upon which bare breasts
and empty nests
until the hammer down
Ah the frown

Is it love if birds blue
if your lover too
and the world cruel

All the Hitlers that killed love
and life
that stamped numbers
that made tattoos out of men,
bones out of souls
and fires out of books
Remember Kristallnacht

Is it love if ye killed
if ye music stills,
less the lust
and t'is for you
black daffodills

When ye sleep at night
where does it end
and when ye awake
in thee sweats and stares
What of all your tomorrows.

Is it love
In the comas of Morpheus
dost come Thanatos
and our dreams are not

Is it love if you fall,
less humanity's grace

And all that's left are numbers,
is it love?